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1er post! (^^)
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Ah yes, Prandine
I think this will be the beginning of a hopefully very long Deltora Quest thread, starting with The Forests of Silence.
Come along for the the ride as I live-blog about an old series that is very close to my heart <3
Prandine: You're being deliberately obtuse.
Jarred: But I'm not a triangle.
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Endon ready to throw hands with Prandine, with his wife Sharn and his childhood friend Jarred watching in the distance.
Deltora Quest Edit Meme - [2/7] Favorite Moments - Sharn Kills Prandine
Jarred and Endon, frozen with shock, listened to their enemy’s screams as he plunged to the hard earth far below. They both stared, astounded, at the small figure turning from the window to face them.
“Often, in the great hall, I have watched little clowns upset big ones from below,” Sharn said calmly. “I did not see why the trick should not work for me.”
“What- what did you see from the window?” Jarred stammered.
“Nothing. As I told him. But I knew he would not trust my word.” Sharn tossed her head. “And I knew he would lean out. Why should he fear a little painted doll like me?”
Jarred gazed at her in frank admiration, then turned to Endon. “You are as fortunate in your bride as I am in mine,” he said.
Endon nodded slowly. He seemed dazed.
What if the Palace had a hall just full of identical portraits of every previous Chief Advisor?